Lin Weilin, seeing the situation, pretended to shake his head helplessly, but in his heart, he smiled with indulgence: "Hey, say a couple of nice words to you, and your tail is already up in the sky, huh?"
"Hmph, that's called confidence!" Qu Qing huffed lightly, pretending to be angry as she glared at him, but the mirth in her eyes betrayed her mood. "Are you questioning my culinary skills? Or are you questioning Qingqing's dad's tutorial video?"
Lin Weilin quickly waved his hand, the smile on his face growing even brighter: "No, no, I'm just praising your spirit of innovation. These wontons, while a bit... unique in appearance, are definitely top-notch in taste."
Qu Qing raised an eyebrow proudly: "Need you ask?"
Lin Weilin laughed and said, "Alright, alright, eat quickly, or they'll get too soggy and won't taste good."
